My son, who entered puberty, was worried about his mother's too big breasts. His eyes are glued to him all too soon... Every day I am fed up with my unconscious actions. At the end of the day, he ends up delusional about the feeling of his mother's breasts. (Is it soft, or is it surprisingly hard...? Ah, it's all my mother's fault that I'm thinking about this!) The son who can't stand just delusions reaches out to his mother's breasts to be sucked in...
